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Apr 2013
BROKEN!
CHEAP!
USED!
DISMISSED!
UNWANTED!
NOT NEEDED!
NOT WORTH IT!
DON'T BOTHER!
There's nothing left anymore
And yet, there always is
You think there's nothing
But there's always just enough to take
Take more
Please
Leave me as a shell
Bury me
I never want to get up again
I'm so tired
All
The
Time
Never enough sleep, never enough of nothingness
I just want to stop
But stopping is my biggest fear
If you stop, you can't be fixed
So instead I will become
A little bird
Feather light bones,
Barely there,
Nearly gone...
A feather
And then I can be blown
Far, far away
Away from you, him, her
Away from it all
Above it all
At peace, at last
J
Written by
J  California
(California)   
902
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